Angelitos Negros

Black Little Angels

Angelitos Negros

Oh World, the black Juana, the bad things that happened to her,Ah Mundo, la negra Juana lo malo que le pasó,
Her little black child died... yes sir.Se le murió su negrito... sí señor.

There's a soul mate, oh soul mateHay compadrito del alma, ay del alma
As healthy as the black wastan sano que estaba el negro
As she wasted away, she measured it with her bodycomo ella se consumía lo medía con su cuerpo
He was getting thin as she was wasting away.se le iba poniendo flaco como ella se iba poniendo.

Her little black child died, oh her little black childSe le murió su negrito, ay su negrito
God must have taken himDios lo tendría dispuesto
He must have him placed as an angel in heavenya lo tendrá colocao como angelito en el cielo
Don't fool yourself buddy, there are no black little angels!¡desengáñese compadre que no hay angelitos negros!

Painter of saints in the bedroom, listen in the bedroomPintor de santos de alcoba, oye de alcoba
If you have a soul in your bodysi tienes alma en el cuerpo
Why when you paint in your picturespor qué al pintar en tus cuadros
Don't you remember the black onesno te acuerdas de los negros
Where do the little dark ones from my town go then.entonces adónde van morenitos de mi pueblo.

Painter born in my land, listen in my landPintor nacido en mi tierra, oye en mi tierra
With the foreign brushcon el pincel extranjero
Painter who follows the path of so many old painterspintor que sigues el rumbo de tantos pintores viejos
Even if the Virgin is whiteaunque la virgen sea blanca
Paint me black little angels.píntame angelitos negros.

There's no painter who painted, oh who paintedNo hay un pintor que pintara, ay que pintara
Little angels from my townangelitos de mi pueblo
I want white angels with dark angelsyo quiero angelitos blancos con angelitos morenos
Angels from a good family are not enough for my heaven.ángel de buena familia no basta para mi cielo.

If there's a painter of saints left, listen of saintsSi queda un pintor de santos, oye de santos
If there's a painter of heaven leftsi queda un pintor de cielo
Make the heaven of my land with the tones of my townque haga el cielo de mi tierra con los tonos de mi pueblo
With its pearl angel, with its half-baked angel.con su ángel de perlafina con su ángel de mediopelo.

With its dark angels, yes dark onesCon sus ángeles morenos, hay morenos
With its white little angelscon sus angelitos blancos
With its Indian little angels, with its black little angelscon sus angelitos indios con sus angelitos negros
Eating mangoes in the neighborhood of heaven.que vayan comiendo mango por la barriada del cielo.

If you know how to paint your land, listen to your landSi sabes pintar tu tierra, oye tu tierra
If you're going to paint your heavensi has de pintar tu cielo
Like the sun that tans whites, like the sun that sweats blackscomo el sol que tuesta blancos como el sol que suda negros
Even if the Virgin is white, paint me black little angels.aunque la virgen sea blanca píntame angelitos negros.